Xiu Yan gulped down the last bit of soup, then said: "It's ferocious beasts, a lot of them. The trench in front of our Tribe is filled with bodies of these beasts, and several Orcs have been injured."
Ji Nuan looked somewhat distressed: "Isn't it said that beasts don't attack the Orc Tribe in large numbers during the rainy season?"
Xiu Yan's gaze became a little heavy: "The cold season this year has lasted over a month longer than usual. The beasts haven't had a full meal in a long while. In order to fill their stomachs, what couldn't happen?"
Ji Nuan anxiously replied: "Then what should we do? If the trench outside our Tribe gets filled with the bodies of beasts, the beasts will step on them to reach the city gate. It would put us in danger. Who knows if they might break into the city?"
